Last night I was sifting through boxes of stuff in my tiny office in the basement of our church and I came across several notebooks in which I’d maintained somewhat of a diary.
I’ll be honest with you, it’s been a pretty difficult time around here, lately. Not only has my faith been tested on an hourly basis, but my own brokenness has been made clear over and over again. When I took a few minutes to flip through the pages of those old notebooks, all from over a decade ago, the truth that my broken condition is chronic became obvious.
But there was one page I found where I had written some encouraging words. However, they weren’t words of affirmation meant to build up my ego or make me feel better about myself; they were attestations to the fact that Jesus is more, so much more, than a crutch to me.
Below is a copy of the text…
You say you don’t need Jesus because you don’t need a crutch. If you don’t think you need him, then maybe you’re crippled to high for crutches.
Jesus is more than a crutch!
Throw away Jesus and take the Devil, but I choose Jesus.
Just think about it:
The Devil tries to burden me down
-Jesus says, “Cast your cares on me.”
“Forgiven” by Thomas Blackshear
The Devil wants me to sin.
-Jesus bore my sin.
Satan will try to weaken me.
-Jesus is my strength.
When Satan fires his arrows at me,
-Jesus is my Shield.
In the midst of the storm
-Jesus hides me in his hand.
Satan would see me defeated.
-Jesus fights my battles.
Satan would have me fall into despair.
-Jesus lifts me from the pit.
Satan would harm me.
-Jesus will heal me.
When darkness is all around and Satan would blind me,
-Jesus is my Light.
When Satan says, “There is no way,”
-Jesus says, “I AM THE WAY”
When Satan says I’m guilty,
-Jesus paid my debt.
When the Devil would lead me astray,
-Jesus is my Shepherd.
When the Devil would watch me fall,
-Jesus carries me.
“Precious Lord, take my hand. Lead me on, help me stand. I am tired, I am weak, I am worn.
Through the storm, through the night, lead me on to the light:
Take my hand, precious Lord, lead me home.” – Thomas A. Dorsey
He leads; He goes before; He walks beside; He holds me; He carries me; He helps me to stand; He gives me a race to run: He’s so much more than a “crutch” to me.